The City’s Strongest Son-in-law

”Sect Master Su, are you still heading to Chenguang Hall?” Hua Qingyao asked with a frown.

”Yes, there are still some things to handle. I should be leaving soon; Elder Hua, you should hurry back to your training.” With that, Su Changfeng bid farewell and left.

Although Hua Qingyao really wanted to keep Su Changfeng around because such private time together was incredibly precious, she genuinely didn’t know what excuse to use to make him stay, so she could only watch helplessly as Su Changfeng walked away.

Hearing the door close outside, Hua Qingyao let out a sigh.

”Elder Hua, are you alright?” A female disciple asked, unable to resist when she saw Hua Qingyao look somewhat forlorn.

”It’s nothing, I just like Sect Master Su and don’t want him to leave so easily.” Hua Qingyao spoke candidly. She had always been straightforward and would openly admit her thoughts when facing Baili Luoyuan, and she wouldn’t hide them from the female disciple either.

After walking out of Hua Qingyao’s room, Su Changfeng hesitated, unsure whether to seek out You Meng. Although You Meng’s intentions were already clear, truly forming a contract with a Primordial Master was still something he couldn’t quite adapt to.

His hesitation stemmed from concerns; Su Changfeng wasn’t sure of You Meng’s motives and thus didn’t dare to agree rashly, naturally hesitating to take action.

However, forming a contract offered no disadvantage to Su Changfeng. He didn’t need to worry about You Meng having any other aims.

After all, once the contract was established, You Meng’s life and death would be under his control; regardless of You Meng’s intentions, Su Changfeng could stop her instantly.

Considering for a moment, Su Changfeng still strode towards You Meng’s room.

You Meng’s room was always open, evidently waiting for Su Changfeng.

Upon seeing Su Changfeng, You Meng asked straightforwardly, ”Have you made your decision? A rare opportunity for a Primordial Master with potential to become a Holy Spirit Expert to willingly become your servant shouldn’t be overlooked.”

”You Meng, is the sacrifice really worth it to become a Holy Spirit Expert?” Su Changfeng couldn’t comprehend You Meng’s reasoning. To him, freedom was crucial for a master; without freedom, what would be the point of becoming a Primordial Master?

”If I can’t become a Holy Spirit Expert, what’s the point of living? Therefore, making such sacrifices doesn’t bother me,” You Meng insisted.

Meeting You Meng’s gaze, Su Changfeng felt her determination; perhaps to someone like her, becoming a Primordial Master was the sole pursuit and obsession.

Though Su Changfeng couldn’t comprehend her rationale, he had no reason to deny You Meng’s perseverance. After all, countless individuals have their respective ambitions.

His own goal was to resolve all issues and find a picturesque haven to live peacefully with Shen Hanxue and Ye Nianhai.

Yet, achieving that begins with solving all problems, and resolving problems necessitates possessing sufficient strength.

Thus, in a certain light, Su Changfeng and You Meng’s goals, albeit different, involve undertaking similar endeavors.

As Su Changfeng approached You Meng, she instinctively bent over. By now, she didn’t need to put on airs in front of Su Changfeng; in her mind, Su Changfeng was already a Holy Spirit Expert, a master worthy of reverence from all.

When Su Changfeng inscribed the contract mark on You Meng’s forehead, she submissively accepted. From this moment on, You Meng became Su Changfeng’s puppet—a Primordial Level puppet far more useful than Zhou Hongyun.

Meanwhile, in the Situ Family.

Zhou Hongyun was discussing Su Changfeng and Chenguang Hall with Situ Feng, when suddenly Zhou Hongyun looked directly towards Wanhua Mountain.

”What’s wrong?” Situ Feng asked with a furrowed brow.

Zhou Hongyun’s eyes held confusion as he shook his head and said, ”I’m not sure, but it felt as if I sensed something just now.”

”Could it be related to Changfeng Sect?” Situ Feng asked, noting Zhou Hongyun’s gaze towards Wanhua Mountain, which undeniably indicated a connection to Changfeng Sect.

Zhou Hongyun shook his head; the sensation was odd, abruptly arriving and quickly dispersing without a chance to discern what happened—whether it concerned Changfeng Sect, he was unsure.

”Perhaps.” Zhou Hongyun replied, although uncertain of events, he felt a hint of anxiety.

”Will Su Changfeng and Chenguang Hall truly become adversaries?” Situ Feng asked. They had just discussed this matter, and Situ Feng had long harbored doubts.

Yet, fear he felt none; rather, he held a subtle anticipation.

After all, the Situ Family had pledged allegiance to Su Changfeng, and no matter what Su Changfeng did, the Situ Family must closely follow his lead.

Should Su Changfeng intend to confront Chenguang Hall, then naturally the Situ Family would become Chenguang Hall’s foe too.

However, to Situ Feng, this wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. The Situ Family was thriving, increasingly posing a threat to the Emperor’s position, and sooner or later, they might tread the path of the Qiutang Clan.

Resolving the Situ Family’s crisis requires strength capable of rivaling Chenguang Hall.

Scanning the Tianyuan Continent, the sole entity in Situ Feng’s mind capable of countering Chenguang Hall is Su Changfeng.

”Having reached a conclusion, do you need to ask me?” Zhou Hongyun queried. Although some matters needn’t be spoken, they were clear in their minds—Su Changfeng’s sudden establishment of Changfeng Sect wasn’t impulsive; surely, he was prepared.

”I ask merely to gain some confidence from you; not just anyone can casually oppose Chenguang Hall,” Situ Feng remarked.

”I must admit, you’re inherently a gambler. If your grandfather were in your place, he would’ve attempted to sever ties with Su Changfeng, yet here you are, eagerly awaiting Su Changfeng to confront the Emperor.” Zhou Hongyun sighed helplessly.

Zhou Hongyun was correct; the grandfather-grandson pair within the Situ Family possessed wildly contrasting personalities. Situ Feng at his core was quite radical and combative—even if aware the matter might bring the risk of annihilation, he still wore a face of anticipation.

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